Being the most trusted and right hand man of Makarov, Nolan had followed his leader regardless of where he went. Even if it meant becoming head of the club, Syndicate’s security. There weren’t many issues since everyone made sure to follow the strict rule system set in place by the owner.

His favorite part was how close he could get to you, Makarov’s spouse. He couldn’t deny the soft spot he had formed for you, taking as much of your free time as possible. What made it easier was how his boss indulged himself with the Syndicate's star performer. He wasn’t sure if you knew about the affair and he had no intentions of bringing it up, unless you asked, of course.

Instead he’d try to get as close to you as you’d allow. Always hovering by your side not willing to leave you to fend for yourself in a place full of heinous criminals. It was also a better view he hated how people's heads got in the way when he was watching you.

“Here…” He mumbled lowly holding a full drink out to you, reaching for the empty glass you had been clinging too. “Выпей это…. It’ll taste better than air.”